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As I began this essay on J S Harry’s poem ‘Tunnel Vision’ several years ago (2006) the radio drive shows in Sydney were full of opinions, mainly angry, concerning a report that a male teacher, in an English class, encouraging students to find as many words in ‘Australia’ as they could, had led the way by showing them how it contains the word ‘slut’, and then, when asked what that meant – it must have been a young primary-school class – had told them that it was a word used to describe women.
Glow White and the Three Dwarfs Remaining — Sneezy, Sleazy and Greasy: we were just guys together, once, digging up diamonds, pals — then this whirlwind of womanhood descended on us out of the forest with her perfume, her mystery …
What is more old-fashioned than modernity? New York in the 1960s; Paris in the 1920s; Edwardian England: how entranced we are by the bygone milieu of modernity. John Tranter has long appreciated the poetic potential of the almost-new, almost-old, as seen in his poems on movies, jazz, the New York School, and so on. But as seen in his latest book, Heart Starter, his interest in such things is not merely nostalgic. Rather, his work is obsessed with remixing the magic pudding of modernity. The past, in other words, is there to be used, not revered or sentimentalised. Tranter’s poetic revisionism treats source texts and forms as transitional objects (to use Winnicott’s term) that offer open-ended play and creativity, rather than demand compliance.
John Tranter, Sydney, 2009, photo by Anders Hallengren. Sometimes people become irritated when I am once again asked to compile another collection of poems. Why him? they ask. Why him again? Well, there’s a reason. I am good at it. …
John Tranter, Sydney, 2009, photo by Anders Hallengren. Poetry for Cordite 50: NO THEME IV is guest-edited by John Tranter Zounds! We’ve made it to issue 50 in the year that Cordite Poetry Review turns 18. Bust out the Passion …
Last week, I knew it was time to leave the city. The way the sun glinted off window-panes, a warning arriving on my front lawn with the morning newspaper, and the shape of that funny cloud… and those kids breaking …
Sometimes irritating, often informative, occasionally incisive and sporadically genuinely interrogatory, the thoughtfulness evinced by (many of) the writings collected in Poetry and the Trace triggers further chains of association and dissociation. This is a genuinely critical collection in various senses of that word: at once analytic, hortatory, and urgent.
Alexandria Think of the village baby. A scene of adventure – the dream of Europe. The eyes of marching armies fostered perplexity that marred all its books and intellectuals and opened their minds to the encyclopaedia of algebra and carmine …
Melbourne-based Benjamin Laird writes computer programs and electronic poetry, which he discusses here in the first of a new, occasional blog series looking at the writing practice of contemporary Australian poets.
The bad news first … I am sorry to see the departure of Lisa Gorton as Cordite’s Feature Reviews Editor. Over the past 18 months, her astute eye, impeccable judgement and gracious style has produced – and leaves us with – a superb legacy of robust and engaging feature reviews. Gorton’s work is testament to what can happen with excellent writing from reviewers and an engaged editorial acumen.
hoon |huːn| Austral./NZ informal; noun: a lout or hooligan, especially a young man who drives recklessly. the whole family was wiped out because some drunken hoon had to drive his car. ORIGIN 1930s: of unknown origin. His beard tangled around …